Chief don't slap in the face

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The high-level people gasped in shock, and even more so, there was a strong jealousy. Xia Jie must have trusted him so much that he would give him Juque as a token!

"The young patriarch has gained a lot in the underground palace. I came back with a secret order, so you treat me like this? If the young patriarch's plan is delayed, what do I think you will do?"

Xia Ye threatened.

"Open the door!"

Xia Wu bit his lip, he always felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't find the reason.

Xia Ye took the lead, rushed into the tribe, stood on the small square, and looked up.

In the well-proportioned residential area, there are children running around. These are the children of refugees. In order to show his generosity and kindness, Xia Jie attracts more refugees, so he does not arrange them to work.

Slaves are miserable, sweating profusely at work, and there are supervisors watching over them with whips.

"I'm Xia Wu, temporarily acting as the prophet of this tribe!"

As Xia Wu said, his eyes fixed on Xia Ye, as if he wanted to see him through.

"What's your attitude?"

Xia Ye frowned: "Are you upset with me?"

"Haha, another reckless man!"

Xia Wu is very happy, he is a prophet, he is Xia Jie's right-hand man, not to mention the status of the direct line, even the status of a wizard, which is obviously much more noble than your melee, and you still shout at yourself?

"Okay! Alright! We will be in the same camp from now on, don't argue!"

There are high-level peacemakers.

"What's the matter with these alien women?"

Xia Wu asked, and glanced at everyone in Jiaduo: "If I remember correctly, the alien girl in the wasteland should be in the hands of a half-blind man named Xia Ye!"

This sentence made everyone's eyes fall on Xia Ye's blindfold.

At the banquet, Xia Ye did something out of the ordinary and caused public criticism. Fortunately, all his subordinates who had seen him were taken to the underground palace by Xia Jie, otherwise there would be a lot of trouble.

Of course, Xia Ye was not afraid, with Xia Jie's sword in hand, people would believe what he said, after all, after killing these people, he never thought that he would be able to kill Xia Jie and grab Juque.

"Why are you so annoying?"

Xia Ye stared at Xia Wu without giving in, "Believe it or not, I smashed your mouth?"

"Do you have the guts to say it again?"

Xia Wu grabbed the handle of the knife.

"Everyone is a family, stop arguing!"

A high-ranking person stood in the middle, separating the two of them: "That Xia Ye is dead, and when the young patriarch returns from the treasure hunt, he will lead his troops to destroy his tribe and put that Xia Ye in the sun!"

"Stop talking nonsense, let's get down to business. There is a miraculous secret treasure in the underground palace, but its protection is very strong. Our people have lost a lot. The young patriarch asked me to bring some more troops!"

Xia Ye looked around: "Where are the high-level leaders of the tribe? The level of ten leaders and above, all call!"

"A miracle secret treasure?"

All the high-level officials were shocked, and only one Xia Wu had been suspicious of Xia Ye.

"What do you want to do?"

"Read the order of the young patriarch!"

Xia Ye urged: "Hurry up and call someone!"

Xia Wu is unwilling to do it, but there are always high-level people who are impatient, and are still thinking about how to go to the underground palace with this blindfolded man. The young patriarch is obviously going to win, and this kind of military exploits may be missed.

In just a few minutes, the middle and high-level members of the tribe were called in, and there were probably nearly a hundred people.

"Don't stand here and blow the wind, go to the meeting hall!"

A senior executive put his arm around Xia Ye's shoulder: "What's your name?"

"Xia Ye!"

Xia Ye answered like this.

"Brother, let's drink together later, I invite... what?"

The high-level man was talking, and when he heard the word Xia Ye, he was stunned for a moment, turned his head in surprise, and looked at Xia Ye, thinking that he heard it wrong: "Hehe, this joke is not funny!"

"It happened!"

Xia Wu reacted in an instant, but before she could draw her sword to warn of killing, Yi Liwei's bronze war halberd had already swept over quickly, and was thrown flying out with two guards.

boom! boom! boom!

The three blood gourds rolled over on the ground, their bodies twisted visibly with the naked eye, obviously they couldn't survive.

At the same time, the female warriors and the undead super soldiers fought like tigers entering the herd.

Swinging short swords and scimitars, there were corpses that had been cut down on the ground one after another. The bright red blood bloomed like flowers in midsummer, because it was so thick that the blood mist did not disperse.

The high-level executive with his arms around Xia Ye's shoulders subconsciously wanted to draw his sword, but Xia Ye raised his arms and hugged him.

"Okay, you treat me!"

Xia Ye teased, raised the heel of his left foot, and then stepped on the ground.

hum!

A golden halo quickly spread out like the ripples on the surface of a lake, covering a radius of 100 meters. The affected units, even the undead super soldiers, were covered with a layer of golden light.

Group violent blessing!

Roar!

The savage slaves roared, and their fighting power soared.

"me……"

The senior's lips were trembling, and he didn't know what to say. He heard the screams of his companions, and in front of his eyes were the shocked, bloody faces of his companions who were still talking and laughing in the morning.

"What am I?"

Xia Ye didn't care about the chaotic battlefield around him, and walked towards the ancestral altar. Xia Jie is a direct bloodline, and his ancestral fire must be the most psychic, and it can't be compared with their pawns.